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Lord Rand. I will not vent, In vain complaints, the passion of my soul. Peace in this world I never can enjoy. These wounds the gratitude of Randolph gave. They speak aloud, and with the voice of fate Denounce my doom. I am resolved. I'll go Straight to the battle, where the man that makes Me turn aside, must threaten worse than death.— Thou, faithful to thy mistress, take this ring, Full warrant of my power. Let every rite With cost and pomp upon their funerals wait: For Randolph hopes he never shall return.
An epilogue I ask'd; but not one word
END OF VOLUME FIRST.